Twentyone. Again.

I had never been a fan of this store. In fact, it would be fair to say that I mocked it. Repeatedly.

However, I recently put together an online order with a friend of mine. We had talked each other into buying things, mostly we were both dead poor and in need of some new clothes.

The box arrived and when Keiko and I opened it we were hit with a musty smell. Hrm. It wasn’t proving me wrong so far. But I pulled out (and aired) all the clothes and then started trying on. Everything we had selected had been cotton, simple and cute. And everything I tried on was great! Sure, the quality was lame, but the styles, fit and fabrics weren’t half bad. Fair to say, I was impressed.

Now I am attempting to not allow myself to be a regular Forever21 shopper. I know the old Kate would have laughed at me, curled up her nose at my denim jumper and flat out snarled at the cute little panties I ordered. But new Kate can’t stop making online shopping lists and then deleting them.